During my last clinical day, I was in the level 2 nursery and I worked with a 33 week and 5-day old baby girl who was born at 27 weeks. She was the result of a spontaneous placental abruption and had recently graduated from the level three nursery in First Hill. Meaghan was the nurse who I worked with and she was absolutely amazing. She had a diverse background in level two nursery care and worked in many different hospitals through her travel nursing carrier. She was up to date on evidenced based practice care and very informative about the all the rational for the care she was providing.…
Josefa is eighteen years older than me, and Alma is six years older than me. In between them a baby boy was born but he passed away as an infant. I do not know much about him due to the fact that my parents do not like to discuss it. I have attended Guymon schools since kindergarten.…
Everyone is capable of looking after themselves after a certain age when they are fully mentally and physically matured enough, but before then there are some situations that push them into this ‘child in care’ system. This system is very supportive of children, young people and it's useful for most of the time, some children do not have the same mentality to take this situation easy which impacts on their behaviour or their attitude towards life. Children are precious unfortunately, not all women can have them so the ones that do have children should treat them with utmost care and love. Children get very attached to their parents quickly, but whether they realize or not that the fact that they are going to move from their parents or relatives affects them deeply. Sometimes the children or young people do not get the love and affection for various reasons, but some of them do not have the age to show their emotions.…
After a long year, I finally was back at La Semana, a week long adoption camp for kids from Latin American countries. After the joyous reunion hugs and hellos, I headed off to my classroom that I would be helping in. Glancing out the window I instantly knew that it was one of those picture perfect days. The sun already shining, and a cool breeze just strong enough to lightly brush through my hair. Back in the classroom however, the temperature was not so pleasant.…
And around two years of being in this new house my mom met this man whose name i don 't want to say but my dad hated him, not because my mom was happy, but because he wasn 't safe to leave two kids one 8 and one 6 with. He also drank a lot which didn 't help the cause and one night he lashed out at my mom and it was scary because he was drunk and my older brother 15 at this time stepped in and shoved him out the door and since than i haven 't seen him. And than I got this call from my mom one day. I don 't recall how old i was but it was explaining where my dad was.…
On a cold dark night, there was a teenage boy named Ryan who was babysitting two twins. The twins names were Ethan and Adam. Ryan was having fun with the twins, they played a board game, watched tv, and ate ice cream. A few hours past by and it was time for the twins to go to bed.…
The Person I have chosen to write this forum on is my mother. I grew up in a home where her parenting style was very authoritative. This has strongly made an impact on my life and how I am perceived by my friends and others. My mother was very consistent with boundaries however; she was always open to discussion. My mother had furthered her education in child and family services and therefore, implemented many skills in our home.…
I remember growing up, I would always go outside and play with this little girl name Leah even though she was 2 years younger than me. Growing up people would tell us we might as well be sisters because we, spent every min of the day with each other, running around getting into trouble. When I was 9 she moved to a different house with her daddy.…
I’m the oldest of my family ,it’s frustrating because they put me in charge of everything .When you grow up in a hispanic family, if you’re the oldest you are responsible for whatever your siblings do also you have to share everything with them .I hated that because growing up ,I had to share everything with my sister she is 3 years younger than me ,whenever our mother had to buy something she bought things for my sister first and obviously I was the last one. The reason she was and still is like that is because I always understood her point was that she cried about everything.…
So when i was a baby when i was first born the skin on my head started to peel off by the time i was 3 my entire skull was reviled. My mom hated me so she dropped my off at an orphanage and thats where i stayed for many years. Every one else avoids me , unless there coming to bully me .One day when the older kids were coming to pick on me they called me names like "Skully". One day there was a skeleton arriving in the orphanage his name was Sans he came up to me and wanted me to shake his hand…
Babysitting kids was not something that I have done before. It was a challenge that for me, I never expected. When my niece was born it was an excitement because she was my first niece. Joy was what I felt at the beginning of her arrival. As a baby I would start taking care of her and she was not much of a problem.…
*CRASH* *BANG* *SHRIEK* That's how it sounds when you babysit two three year-old demons. You can never be sure whether or not the screams are of joy or pain. Babysitting can be entertaining as well as completely terrifying. I absolutely treasure opportunities to look after children because it's experience for high-school if I decide to further pursue babysitting.…
Babysitting for a single night can be challenging, let alone five. I was a councillor at a five day science camp out in the middle of the woods. At first, I was reluctant to even sign up--not because of dislike for work or children, but I am a severe introvert who barely likes leaving the house. Despite myself, adventure calls to me, so I agreed anyway.…
I wish I could say everyday at work was fun and easy, but when working with children that is never the case. I started working for the Moon family at the beginning of my senior year of high school, where I came after school and kept them for a couple hours everyday. Each day was the same routine. The same salty snack, the same daily dirty chores, and most importantly the same crazy kiddos. Back in the spring I was asked keep them over the summer, and little did I know what I was getting myself into.…
I was young ,free , and unstressed, and at the time I did not know what learning was or how it felt emotinally nor physically. I was so young that little did I know I was about to. That specific day, was the day I learned and accomplished tying my shoelaces, that I now do every day and has become a part of my life, and has proved to be one of the uttermost memorable experiences of my life. At the time I was the only child , around three years old, I was dependent on others, I had no intention in growing up, and all of my parents attention was on me. My parents and I were consistently visiting places , yet I do not recall where to, but what I do remember are the jollificated and memorable memories of the times we would spend in my mother’s…